Verse 1: Miles Minnick
Nah, let's get straight to it (Yeah)
If they wanna take it there let's do it
I ain't finna go out stupid
They was tryna block me out (Yeah)
I was down for the count and they try to stomp me out (Yeah)
'Cause they know what we about so they walk around frantic
Didn't see this coming so they looking for the answers
Depending on His plan till there's nothing left in me (Yeah)
God got some Cali boys popping welcome to the West Indies (Yessir)
Chorus: Miles Minnick
Let's get it straight lotta you rappers out here fake (Hah)
Oh you got something to say, ain't gon' say it to my face (Say)
Really walkin' on my faith, really passing on my plate (Plate)
When I'm faster then I brake really eyes out for what's great (Say)
Think I'm doing this for money, bro they really got me bent (Got me bent)
Why this demon coming for me acting like I wasn't sent (I was sent)
If you deny his hands is on me you better shut up and repent (Ay)
We ain't nothin' like this since the early 116
Ay where Miles at? Standin' on the buisness steppin' on the label contract (Ha)
Gotta trust the building y'all ain't really recieve the bomb threat (Ha)
Waking up the industry and we ain't even popped yet (Ha)
? sold out shows its a God flex
Jon are we about to do it to them (Do)
I was back before Ephesians so I flew to them (Do)
Now I'm only chasing God I'm acting brand new to them
In reality and ain't nothing left to prove to them
Verse 2: Miles Minnick
God told go ski skrrt what's happening
Change the game on the ? I need jerk reaction
You only using scriptures for a decent caption
I'ma tell them quick 'bout what needs to happen (What happening?)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Get it together (Get it together)
Verse 3: Jon Keith
Look, get em up, hm, get em up
Just a couple outlaws I'ma hit them up (Pop, pop, pop)
It's never been about y'all I'ma send em up
They wanna kick us out y'all like the win is up (Up)
What? (Up)
Huh? Say we'll see you ?
It's getting played out y'all, you ain't had enough? (Had enough)
You ain't the beast Gaston, let me see you pump (Pump)
You think with all that CapCom you can box with us?
Chorus: Jon Keith
Flex, show you how to flex
Three points on the dub, Trinity is on the west
Can't pretend He didn't bless, they checking for me like chess
I gotta tell DJ Hed I think Daygo's up next
I think I made a mess baby, I confess baby
Give too much shine to rappers I should not address baby
Y'all hop online and get to crying about some texts baby
I be with my wife trying to practice for the next baby'
(Verse 4: Jon Keith)
Get it together, huh (Get it together)
Get it together, huh (Get it together)
Playing with God, it ain't your fault you don't know better, huh
If I was light, I'ma be salt I'm tasting better, huh
I'm sick of eating rappers alive, I'm getting fed up, huh
Wait hold on let him up (Let him up)
Think someone set him up (Set him up)
Devil been playing with your lives ain't know you met him, huh
You want to learn the body rulers, gotta measure up
It's West Indies we outside come and get with us, just get with us
Outro
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